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97 – Fight Of The Wolves
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The Price of a Second Chance 97 – Fight Of The Wolves
The metallic taste of blood was already in the air when I noticed that Naomi had left. I could smell her walking away with the children. It was right. But he and I did.Lancelot was no longer a man. What moved by my side was pure instinct, rearranged bones, muscles throbbing under the fur-covered skin. He tore, bit, and pulled without thinking. I, unlike him, had to think about every move. Strategy. Precision. Because an Alpha cannot afford to lose control.Two medium wolves moved forward together. I blocked the first one with my forearm, turned his body, and broke his jaw with a dry punch. The second tried to grab me by the back, but Lancelot crossed the corridor like a bolt of lightning, the growl so deep that it made the walls vibrate. In one jump, he knocked the enemy to the ground and opened his chest as if it were nothing. The scream lasted for a short time."Control yourself," I murmured, even though he couldn’t hear me. Maybe he didn’t want to.Three more came running. One of
The Price of a Second Chance 96 – Rescue
We ran. The sound of our steps in the wet earth was mixed with the crying of children and the distant echo of the struggle in the shed. The cold of the morning cut my face, but I barely felt it. What mattered was to keep going.Jimmy shot in front, eyes wide, trying to be strong. Jared tripped but wouldn’t let go of my hand. Jody was strapped to my arm, sobbing so loud it felt like her heart was going to explode."Some more, love. Just a little more," I repeated, not knowing if I was trying to convince them or myself.Lancelot’s car was hidden behind a row of trees, about a hundred meters away. Each meter seemed like a kilometer. Every second, an eternity. At any moment, I expected to hear wolves behind us, but the only sound that came was the battle.When we finally reached the car, my hands trembled so much that I almost dropped the key. "Come in, quick!" I ordered. Jimmy and Jared jumped in, pulling Jody along. I closed the door and ran to the steering wheel. The engine roared, but
The Price of a Second Chance 95 – Attack II
The first enemy appeared at the door, huge, golden eyes shining under the dim light of the shed. His growl reverberated on the walls, and I instinctively pulled the children back, gluing them against my body."Stay behind me!" My voice came out trembling, but firm enough for Jimmy and Jared to obey. Jody sobbed softly, burying her face in my waist.Lancelot took a step forward, his whole body vibrating. I knew those signs. The trembling in his shoulders, his clenched teeth, his heavy breathing. He was struggling to hold the wolf, but there was no choice. The corridor was already full of steps. They came in a group.“Lancelot” touched his arm, desperate. "Don’t let them see you lose control."He looked over my shoulder, eyes already starting to glow golden. "If I don’t lose, you won’t come out alive."And then it happened. The sound was unmistakable: bones breaking and rearranging, muscles stretching beyond the limit. The restrained cry of pain turned into a growl, deep and wild.The c
The Price of a Second Chance 94 – Attack I
The car stopped a few meters before the dirt road leading to the shed. The place seemed abandoned, surrounded by twisted trees. There was still no movement in the city. Lancelot turned off the engine and looked around, attentive to every detail. "They are here," he muttered. I swallowed dry and looked out the window. The shed stood like a shadow at the end of the road, too big, too lonely. There was no way to go through it without feeling that something was wrong. "Casper said we’d meet near the entrance," I said, trying to keep my voice steady. Lancelot did not respond immediately. He was just watching the road, the tense muscles. Then he nodded. "Let’s go." We get out of the car and walk in silence, our steps muffled by the damp earth. My heart was beating too loudly, as if it denounced our presence miles away. As we got closer, a shadow stood out among the trees. Casper. He was standing, leaning on a stone, arms crossed, and staring at the shed. His scent reached me before he
The Price of a Second Chance 93 – Last Night
The night did not seem to pass. When I returned home after the meeting with Casper, the weight of the plan was still on me. Lancelot kept silent on the way back, and that only increased the pressure inside my head. I knew he had questions, but I also knew I was holding back because I didn’t want to burden him anymore. As soon as we entered, I dropped my coat on the couch and stood in the room, looking at nothingness. There was not enough fatigue to make me sleep. Not after hearing that my children could be locked in a shed, about to be taken, who knows where. "You won’t be able to rest like this," said Lancelot, closing the door behind us. His voice sounded calm but firm, as if he was sure of what he said. "I can’t turn off," I replied without looking at him. "Every time I close my eyes, I only see them. And now, nothing. Only silence." He approached slowly, hands in his pockets, but eyes locked on me. "They are alive, Naomi. And tomorrow we will fetch them. You need to believe th
The Price of a Second Chance 92 – Plan of Attack
When Casper gave me the meeting address, I knew there was no way back. Lancelot walked by my side in silence, his steps firm as if he was already ready for the confrontation that would come. I didn’t dare to ask him to stay. Maybe because, deep down, I wanted him to come. The bar where Casper was waiting for us was in a discreet corner of the city, away from the movement. From the outside, it looked like an abandoned building, but there was a dim light behind the wooden door. I pushed slowly, feeling the weight of two presences at the same time—the one that awaited me inside and the one that walked with me. Casper was sitting at a corner table, with his back to the wall, observing every detail of the room. His posture was that of an alpha, even without saying a word. The look found mine first, then went straight to Lancelot. The two stared at each other. "You brought him." Casper’s voice was not loud, but it carried the tension he already knew. "He wanted to come." It was not th
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